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I
was
very
sleepy
and
went
back
to
sleep
.
A
little
while
later
I
woke
again
.
"
Maybe
you
’
d
better
call
up
the
doctor
,
"
Catherine
said
.
"
I
think
maybe
this
is
it
.
"
I
went
to
the
phone
and
called
the
doctor
.
"
How
often
are
the
pains
coming
?
"
he
asked
.
"
How
often
are
they
coming
,
Cat
?
"
"
I
should
think
every
quarter
of
an
hour
.
"
"
You
should
go
to
the
hospital
,
then
,
"
the
doctor
said
.
"
I
will
dress
and
go
there
right
away
myself
.
"
I
hung
up
and
called
the
garage
near
the
station
to
send
up
a
taxi
.
No
one
answered
the
phone
for
a
long
time
.
Then
I
finally
got
a
man
who
promised
to
send
up
a
taxi
at
once
.
Catherine
was
dressing
.
Her
bag
was
all
packed
with
the
things
she
would
need
at
the
hospital
and
the
baby
things
.
Outside
in
the
hall
I
rang
for
the
elevator
.
There
was
no
answer
.
I
went
downstairs
.
There
was
no
one
downstairs
except
the
night
-
watchman
.
I
brought
the
elevator
up
myself
,
put
Catherine
’
s
bag
in
it
,
she
stepped
in
and
we
went
down
.
The
night
-
watchman
opened
the
door
for
us
and
we
sat
outside
on
the
stone
slabs
beside
the
stairs
down
to
the
driveway
and
waited
for
the
taxi
.
The
night
was
clear
and
the
stars
were
out
.
Catherine
was
very
excited
.
"
I
’
m
so
glad
it
’
s
started
,
"
she
said
.
"
Now
in
a
little
while
it
will
be
all
over
.
"
"
You
’
re
a
good
brave
girl
.
"
"
I
’
m
not
afraid
.
I
wish
the
taxi
would
come
,
though
.
"
